Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The elder Jiange turned his head to look at the stunned crowd, and then said lightly: "This old man has not been contaminated with this common meal for 30 years."

"Sit down."

The Jiange elder stretched his fingers to the surrounding stools.

Han Muye gave everyone a look, then sat down.

The others looked at each other and took their seats.

Jiange elder waved his hand, and several wine glasses appeared on the table.

Han Muye got up in a hurry, picked up the jug, and filled the glass with wine.

"It's rare to be seated with the elders, we respect the elders." Han Muye said with a glass of wine.

In his opinion, this Jiange elder is probably the management level of a large company.

Although I usually don't talk much, in fact, people are also people. If you really want to get along for a long time, maybe you will be able to have some friendship.

It may be that he came to Jiange, and he has not been in the practice world for a long time, and he has not yet developed so much awe for high-level practitioners.

Toast the elders?

Huang Laoliu and the others were busy raising their glasses.

They never thought of sitting at the same table with the elders of Jiange, let alone being qualified to toast the elders of Jiange.

In the Nine Profound Sword Sect, those who are qualified to toast to the elders of the Jiange Pavilion are at least the strong ones.

The elder Jiange smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, and said lightly: "This wine is strong, you should drink less."

When he was done, he drank it all.

Strong booze?

Han Muye looked at the wine glass in his hand.

Is this wine unusual?

He brought the glass to his mouth and took a sip.

The entrance is sweet, with a trace of spiritual energy, it penetrates the intestines and enters the abdomen, and then falls in the dantian, and then there is a strange power emanating from the muscles and bones of the whole body.

This is really not an ordinary wine, but a treasure that can stimulate the strength of muscles and bones and enhance a little bit of life!

Although this improvement is limited, everything related to Shouyuan is not an ordinary item.

Turning their heads, Huang Laoliu and the others have already drank the wine in their glasses.

When everyone was seated, the elder Jiange picked up the bamboo chopsticks and picked up a few meat and vegetable dishes.

"Well, the dishes in this Chinese restaurant taste a lot better."

Taste a few dishes, he said lightly.

"That's not right, this is all specially..." Lu Gao, who was flushed with red face after drinking a glass of wine, suddenly stopped, looked up, broke into a cold sweat and woke up.

As a handyman disciple of mine, he dares to shout in front of the elders even without talking to the elders!

If this elder is not happy, won't he lose his errand?

This errand can't be lost!

Fortunately, the elders of Jiange didn't care about his words, and turned to look at Huang Laoliu.

"Huang Zhenxiong, you have been in Jiange for seven years, and you will be the deacon of Jiange for three more years. Do you really want to leave?"

Huang Laoliu twitched his face lightly, turned his head to look at Lu Qingping beside him, and then looked at Han Muye opposite.

He took a deep breath, and just as he was about to speak, the elder Jiange waved his hand: "Forget it, I already understand what you mean."

Holding up the wine glass, a smile appeared on the face of the elder Jiange: "No matter whether it is on Jiuxuan Mountain or the mundane world, it can be regarded as cultivation anywhere."

"In the past few years, the sword pavilion has come and gone, but you have accompanied me the most."

Huang Lao Liu hurriedly picked up his wine glass and stood up.

Beside him, Lu Qingping also got up to accompany him.

The Jiange elder drank a glass of wine, stood up, and walked into the Jiange.

"Hehe, Huang Xiaoliu, who was scaring his pants in the Jiange, is also going to marry and have children."

These words made Huang Lao Liu's face look like a pig's liver, and Lu Qingping on the side was like powder.

"After practicing for a long time, the appetite will fade away."

"Don't call me again after dinner."

The voice fell, and the people of the Jiange elders had disappeared by the stairs.

This was obviously said to Han Muye.

When he left, Lu Gao grabbed the jug on the table.

"No, no, I have to be overwhelmed."

Lin Shen, who was beside him, reached out and pressed his hand.

"It's okay to have a glass of this wine, if you have more, you're afraid that your meridians will burst and die." Lin Shen shook his head and said in a low voice.

Lu Gao shrank his hands in fright and put down the jug.

"Sixth brother, this wine should have been given to you by the elder." Han Muye stretched out his hand and pushed the wine jug in front of Huang Laoliu.

In the jug, there are still more than half of the jug of wine.

For someone like Huang Laoliu who has damaged his life, this half-pot of wine is indeed a precious gift.

Huang Laoliu nodded with a complicated expression on his face.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became more and more dull, but after a while, everyone dispersed.

Huang Laoliu sent Lu Qingping back, Lu Gao sent the table and dishes back to the dining hall, and Lin Shen sent Lin Yuxia back to the station.

Only Han Muye was left at the gate of the sword pavilion.

He looked up at the third floor of the Jiange Pavilion, and understood why the Jiange elders came downstairs to eat this meal today.

After practicing for a long time, the appetite for appetite has faded, and the human feelings also faded.

This time he went downstairs to drink a glass of wine, which was extremely rare.

As Jiange Elder said, Huang Laoliu has been with him the longest.

Shaking his head, he returned to the quiet room. Han Muye sat cross-legged in silence, with sword currents swirling around his body.

In the sea of ​​​​qi, the scattered sword qi began to gather, and then condensed into sword intent.

These days, he has been collecting warm and nourishing sword qi, and he has collected tens of thousands of scattered sword qi.

Today on the second floor of Jiange, in addition to the two complete sword intents, there are three scattered sword intents that cannot condense the sword intent.

Now he dismantled the three sword qi that had not yet condensed into sword intent, and merged with the sword qi of the same attribute, 128,000 sword qi condensed into a line, and obtained two sword intent.

In this way, the total sword intent he possesses has returned to twelve.

In addition to the six paths scattered in various swords these days, there are six paths of sword intent circling in the sea of ​​​​qi.

So many sword intents are a bit unbearable for his body Shouyuan, and it is better to redistribute them and pour them into swords to relive them tomorrow.

Han Muye now also understands that these sword intents in the sea of ​​qi are too strong, and it is difficult for him to quickly refine them, so they can only be consumables.

Now he has collected it and stored it as a guarantee for his own combat power and used it as a consumable.

Whether it is alchemy, or the imperial envoy Wanjian returning to the ancestry, he can have the capital to stand on.

The most important thing for him now is to improve his spiritual qi cultivation base, temper his muscles and bones, and use the sword raising technique to warm up more of his own sword qi.

These self-cultivated sword qi are more obedient and gentle, and they can be condensed repeatedly without worrying about the consumption of the imperial envoy.

When the sword qi in his dantian has turned into sword will, and he has the qualification to suppress other sword will in the sea of ​​​​qi, it will be the beginning of his soaring into the sky.

He just needs to bury his head in practice now.

There are countless strong people in the huge Jiu Xuan Jianmen.

He is a sword pavilion watcher, when is it his turn to take action?

Sword Intent turned, and Han Muye began to count the other gains of the day.

Watching Ling Juezong Qi Mingyuan's swordsmanship exercise, he got two sets of Ling Juezong's swordsmanship.

End the cloud, swing the cloud.

The two sets of swordsmanship combined with the Liaoyuan Swordsmanship can be transformed into a sword force that is powerful against the heavens.

For the time being, Han Muye was still unable to use his sword stance, and he almost got his soul injured by spying on the secret of his sword stance today.

Raising his hand, two blue and purple swords appeared, quietly suspended in front of Han Muye.

The two swords Han Muye warmed up every day, and the whole body of the swords flashed with spiritual light.

I believe that these two swords will eventually become spiritual weapons one day.

Thinking of the spiritual tool, a chi-long dagger flew out from his sleeve, and revolved around his body like a crescent moon.

Go to the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion and get eight sets of swordsmanship, all of which are extremely strong.

Six of them are owned by Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, and the other two, one of which is under the strings, is the swordsmanship of Yuehua Sword Sect.

The swordsmanship of Yuehua Jianzong is to simulate the moonlight and turn it into a swirling blade of light.

This method is the method of Jianxian Feijian.

Looking at Feixuan Jianguang, Han Muye stretched out his left hand and held the small sword.

"Thorn-"

The sword light reversed, hung upside down, and turned into a stern and cold light.

This arc of light is mysterious and agile to the extreme, and the meaning of killing in it makes people shudder.

"What a powerful left-handed swordsmanship..."

Release the dagger, Han Muye whispered softly.

This type of reverse swordsmanship, which is strange and agile, is the only thing he has ever seen.

"Brother Han, are you there?"

At the door, Huang Laoliu's voice sounded.

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